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Child Clouds
Contributed by
DarkSoulAngel
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Tuesday, 12th October 2004 @ 05:38:51 AM in AEST
Topic:
ChildrensPoetry
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“Childhood clouds”
The dark clouds blow the pink fluffy clouds of childhood dream away.
I stand in the middle of a wheat field holding a glass ball in my hands looking into my next life.
All I see is blood and death…that is all I see
I see friends come and go
Love and heat become one
I see no family…
Childhood clouds blown away from me fade into the sunset as the black clouds of depression, hate, and anger set in and take over.
Pink goes to black
Black goes to blood red
Blood red stains everything around me
I lose the child with in to the things I fear the most…
Love
Hate
Joy
Anger
Warmth
Cold
Heat
Ice
All follow thou my veins at ones….
The 45 in my father room call my name….
To Die or not to die?
Why shouldn’t I die is the more important question
Copyright ©
DarkSoulAngel
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2004-10-12 05:38:51]
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Re: Child Clouds
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by Kindredblood_dragon on
Tuesday, 12th October 2004 @ 05:59:42 AM AEST
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| Probaly more dark, for a childrens topic, it is too tragic and harsh, But an awesome and vivid poem none the less. |
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Re: Child Clouds
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 12th October 2004 @ 10:41:38 AM AEST
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Definately not a childs poem.
Dark, yes dark.
I hope all will be well with you.
Remember, Those whom do not give up the ground upon which they stand, in order to win, have lost already. |
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